Mar 17, 2009 13:26
Left behind by the failed marriage, my 5-room flat I put in effort to design, choose every material and color, oversee contractors at work, clean, maintain... is sold just now over lunch time when I was queuing up to takeaway.
Isn't a fantastic price, but like I told Big 95, it doesn't matter from the start coz it wasn't bought for any "flipping"(as he will always think about in buying property). It is a good thing coz the past chapter has finally closed. Completely. No doubt both parties have moved on happily, the sharing of something can be quite disturbing, even to ourselves if not our significant other.
It is going to be a big project to pack things up before bidding farewell to the place I am so familiar and comfy with. It has not seen many guests(except my students when they flooded during CNY a few years ago), reserved and well-behaved. Yes, it has never given me any problem in maintenance. I have...lots of... clothes, shoes...and haha, that's about all I want to bring along. Maybe my bed, which brought me Little 95. TVs! Yes, how can I live without TV?
Frankly, I do not know what is ahead. Suddenly, I realised things cannot be forced and I am ok with letting go if I have to. I don't want to be embarassed further by wanting to marry when nobody wants me. I feel freed. Smile.